Identity tastes like a cookie
I believe that One’s critical debate arises from their experiences and is influenced by your cultural stimuli.
My latest video I am experimenting with identity, My identity, while pushing myself to “unhealthy habits” that I try for first time on camera.
Played in 3 acts, ritualistic, and sacrificial pose the history of modern ambiguity, that is smoking.
Act 1: Taking the identity of my kin, the last living male of my family and transforming into a “little crematory sacrifice”.
Act 2: I lit and smoked them. Smoking for first time in my life. Yeah it felt unpleasant,I felt dizzy. But it also tasted like a Cookie.
Act 3. Performing my own Funeral. Trying to Pay the Grim Reaper in fake cheap money of the hereafter.
Eirini Pouliasi / Irene Pouliasi
